After I died of old age, I was reincarnated into another world and became a cat

"Look inside."

Justis pointed inside the interrogation room. Itfil looked through the small window and found that the person sitting inside was none other than Ligangmis, whom he had been thinking about day and night for the past few days.

"Good God! How did you catch him?"

Itfil was so shocked that she opened her beautiful eyes wide and her eyelashes trembled.

And Justis's expression was still that weird one.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to see someone else."

This time, Itefel followed obediently. Now that he had caught the man he wanted to catch, he naturally let go of the worry in his heart. Now Itefel felt really relaxed, and the bread and jam that was still on the corner of his mouth tasted much sweeter...

Justis took Itfil through many twists and turns and finally arrived at the reception room, where a blond man stood up. At first glance, Itfil seemed somewhat familiar with him.

"Inside is His Royal Highness the Little Prince of the Empire."

Your Highness, the Little Prince

Your Highness

Your Highness

Oh……

"Umm, I'm going to go to Filin's."

After knowing who was sitting inside, Itfil turned around and wanted to leave to go to the Earl's Pavilion to find his friend.

"Wait, wait, wait, why don't you care at all? Don't you want to know what it means that the prisoner is caught and His Royal Highness the Little Prince appears at the same time?"

What does it mean?

Itfil thought about it. First, there was a little prince who was thrown outside the imperial capital by the royal family and allowed to play around. And the other one was a criminal who had just been caught?

"You don't want to say that it was His Royal Highness the Little Prince who brought the prisoner back?"

"It was captured by His Royal Highness the Little Prince..."

"Oh, what then?"

"No, I mean, this affects our police department..."

Itfil instantly understood what Justis wanted to say.

"Ok, I understand. Don't panic. Let's go and test his attitude first."

Unexpectedly, Justis was still very optimistic about the image of the police station, but after listening to the Countess's description of the little prince, Itfil felt that the little prince was not the kind of person who would argue with the truth. However, in order to dispel Justis's doubts, Itfil felt that some superficial things had to be done.

And I also have some questions I want to ask, this person may be my best friend's life partner in the future.

Chapter 58 Meow Meow Meow (Fifty-one) (Additional Update)

"Meow……"

With the sun shining on her face, La Luna opened her eyes yesterday.

(It’s a nice day today)

After stretching over the book, La Luna used cleaning magic to collect all the hair that had fallen here last night one by one and rolled them into a ball.

(Looking at this time, Itefel should have gone to the police station)

I took the ball to the window and leaned over the curtain to see if there was anyone downstairs, then threw it casually.

(Good kids, don’t imitate)

After all, Itfil had taken all the garbage away when he went out in the morning, so if there were suspicious hair balls in the trash can, he would certainly be suspicious...

In fact, La Luna felt that there was no need to hide it anymore. After all, the cleaning magic did scare the two of them yesterday. It was also a pity that someone as stupid as Itefel dared to sleep so soundly in an environment where there might be others...

In fact, Itfil had asked the magic guard at the door and confirmed that there was no record of any outsiders on the entire floor, nor had there been any illegal intrusions. Why did the room become so clean... Why bother thinking about it if you can't figure it out!

So Itfel simply put this problem behind him, and because La Luna felt guilty, she always thought that Itfel had actually noticed that she had a problem a long time ago, but just kept it to herself.

"Meow~"

(Ah, a tidy room always looks pleasing to the eye)

La Luna was actually quite envious of Itfil, who had a successful career and such a large and beautiful house, and because of magic, life was not very inconvenient.

The only downside is that this world really doesn't have enough entertainment...

Why don't they even have chess cards?

La Luna searched through all the boxes and drawers, but didn't find anything entertaining. Instead, the books on the bookshelf were mostly magic-related skills and other knowledge, with no books for entertainment.

La Luna manipulated a pillow, lay on it and swung in the air.

Feeling a bit bored.

Now, with his super dynamic vision and magic-enhanced memory, it only takes him half an hour to finish reading and memorize a book on basic magic knowledge, and then spend a few more hours to engrave the magic runes in his mind.

In just a few days, it had finished reading nearly ten introductory magic books, and there were nearly forty magic runes in its mind.

According to the magician classification in the book, I should have left the magic apprenticeship and officially entered the ranks of magicians.

However, only his magic skills have reached the magician level. In terms of other props, he is completely incomparable to ordinary magicians.

After all, he didn't even have a magic wand.

According to the records in the book, a staff can save 10% to 50% of the magic release from a bad one to a good one.

This is a very scary thing. It takes one gurolf to release a magic ball bare-handed, but it only takes 0.9 gurolf to 0.5 gurolf to release it with a staff. A big fireball requires 10 gurolfs, which can be reduced to 5 gurolfs at most with the use of a staff.

This shows that a good magic wand can greatly improve the magician's endurance, not to mention the legendary and ancient magic wands mentioned later, which also have various strange attributes.

But what does this have to do with me? I'm just a cat.

How does a cat use a magic wand?

La Luna imagined herself holding a staff between her front paws and bending down to bow.

It's really cute, without any of the majesty of a magician.

(Ahh~ It would be nice if I could become a human)

At this time, La Luna thought of the method recorded in the book.

(Nine hundred years, how could a cat live that long?)

Not to mention 900 years, Itfil would have been dead by the time he was in his sixties or seventies.

(It would be nice if I could see the whole picture of this other world)

Last night, La Luna read two books similar to the geographical introduction of the continent. Through this book, she learned that this continent is divided into two regions. The west is the human empire and the east is the territory of Warcraft. However, the Warcraft there are not irrational beasts, but are full of wisdom and power.

Correspondingly, the humans in this world are generally stronger than those in the world they lived in in their previous life. Everyone is born with unique powers, such as the ability to call the wind or water, or are born proficient in swordsmanship or other weapons skills. In short, all humans here have all kinds of strange powers and strong physiques, which is why they share half of the world with Warcraft.

It is said that the war is still going on on the border between the two sides, but the war takes place in the southeast corner of the empire, because only that place borders the plains of the Warcraft territory, and the other borders are separated by a giant mountain range in the center of the continent. The mountains on the human empire side are heavily guarded, and powerful Warcraft occupy the mountains and forests on the Warcraft territory side.

The two sides fought a small battle every three years and a large battle every five years in the plains. Although it was just an uninhabited plain, the accumulation of battles every year made the seemingly peaceful grassland full of corpses and remains.

But La Luna didn't even see what they were fighting for...

(weird)

It was foolish to throw countless lives on that plain without knowing what benefit would be gained.

And somewhere in the world, someone suddenly sneezed...

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Chapter 59 Meow Meow Meow (Fifty-two)

Inside the police station

I, Princeken, the little prince of the human empire.

Now I am adventuring on the mainland, for the bounty (crossed out), and for the sake of justice, to capture the wanted criminals on the run.

Now I am sitting in the police station waiting for my bounty. After getting the money, I can start my journey to the next big city.

But why can this woman in front of me emanate such a powerful aura... She is just like my mother!

Itfair stared at Plinkens, looking him up and down.

He had delicate golden hair, hands that looked like a spoiled child, a soft face, and eyes that kept wandering around. He didn't look like someone who was defeating a criminal to get a bounty, but rather someone who had done something wrong and was brought to the police station to be reprimanded.

"Hello, sir."

"Hello……"

"Did you catch that criminal?"

"not me."

"?"

"No no, it's not. Yes it is."

Plinks suddenly realized what nonsense he was talking about. If he refused, he would not get the reward.

"Oh, is that so? Then sir, could you please explain the process of catching the criminal in detail so that it will be convenient for our department to file it."

Plinkas nodded, thinking there was no problem, so he started talking from the moment he entered the city...

The little prince described the whole process with all kinds of gorgeous words like a story, which made Justis next to him look very upset.

What made him even more incredible was that Itfil listened to his long speech without paying any attention.

(Did you hold back because you knew he was a prince?)

Justis couldn't help but applaud Itfill's determination to maintain the serious image of the police station.

From Itfil's perspective, the little prince in front of him has a good narration, but he is flashy and a man who likes to talk nonsense is not a good person, Philin.

In Plinks' eyes, the calm woman in front of him resembled the serious expression on his face when he told stories to his mother. He overlapped the two figures in his memory, and he couldn't help but tell the story more vigorously, just like a child trying hard to gain his mother's approval.

"Okay, I already know the general situation."

Itfil closed the notebook and pretended to be taking notes seriously.

"Can you give me the reward?"

Plinkens asked, sitting upright.

"Of course, no problem. Our police department is happy that you can help us catch the fugitive. Your justice will be spread throughout the city."

Itfil ended the discussion in a very official manner.

Watching Plinkens's departing back, Itfil silently tapped the cover of the notebook with his pen. Finally, he thought about it and gave up asking about the matter between him and Filin.

"Ha~yawn~"

Itfil crossed his hands above his head and stretched them backwards with force a few times, making crackling sounds all over his body.

"Great! After we solve this problem, it will be much easier to manage in the future."

Justis was rubbing his forehead nearby. To be honest, he was scared at first when he found out that the person who came to arrest him was the little prince. Fortunately, Itfil was calm enough and he managed to get through the situation.

"Oh, as expected of Chief of Police Itefel, he still has such a strong demeanor in front of the little prince of the empire."

Justis joked on the side.

At this moment, Itfil suddenly noticed that how could this guy know what the prince looked like?

When I heard Justis tell me that it was the little prince inside, I was thinking of my best friend and didn't notice this at all. Now thinking back, Justis...

Itfil watched Justis walk out with a laugh and then sit alone in the empty reception room, then he threw the notebook away and sank into the sofa.

"That little prince seems to be a good match for Filin."

Giving up on guessing about the mysterious guy Justis, Itfil recalled the little prince's conversation. Although it was full of aristocratic tone, his tone was unexpectedly relaxed and not as rigid as that of ordinary aristocrats.

A boy like this who is good at speaking can indeed easily win the hearts of girls.

However, Itfil is an exception.

The prince charming that Itfil imagined was the kind of man who was taciturn and would only speak up to protect himself at the critical moment.

Thinking of this, the back of the blond man from the Woodpecker Cavalry Regiment appeared in front of him again.